stop, don't move

Qiao Le knocked on the door, but there was no response from the door. He knocked on the door again cautiously, and the door was suddenly opened. Wen Shiyan stood in front of Qiao Le with a sullen expression.

"I let you come in directly, instead of knocking on the door."

Qiao Le withdrew his hands and placed them on both sides, lowering his head as if he had done something wrong.

Wen Shiyan frowned slightly, and suddenly hugged Qiao Le horizontally. Qiao Le was startled, grabbed Wen Shiyan's sleeve in fear, bit his lips and looked at him.

"Shoes off."

Qiao Le responded obediently, kicked his heels towards his toes, and the two slippers fell down without making too much noise.

Wen Shiyan put Qiao Le directly on the bed, and stretched out his hand to tear off the belt that bound the bathrobe. Wen Shiyan admired Qiao Le's lean figure, and reached out to hook and tear off his underwear.

"Don't wear this next time."

"Ah."

Qiao Le lowered his eyelids, grasping the sheets under his body with both hands.

Before Wen Shiyan's lips touched Qiao Le's neck, he felt the uncontrollable trembling of the person below him.

"Are you shaking? Don't be afraid."

Qiao Le raised his eyes, and he saw Wen Shiyan smiling, so gentle.

"Isn't this your own choice? It deserves it."

The next second, he heard Wen Shiyan say this indifferently, Qiao Le didn't dare to have the illusion that this person would comfort him, and closed his eyes.

Wen Shiyan is gentle no matter whether it is foreplay or entering. Although it is still extremely painful, it feels much better than last time. Wen Shiyan's crazy sprint also made Qiao Le sink in lust. Qiao Le clenched his teeth Lips, don't let yourself cry out.

"Call out, don't hold back, call out to me."

Qiao Le's panting and moaning gradually became louder.

Wen Shiyan admired the emotional appearance of the person under him, which he had never seen before, so bewitching, beautiful, so forbearing, shy, making people want to ravage.

Is it what this person wants to have fun under someone else?

"Qiao Le, you are so ugly and despicable."

Qiao Le suddenly woke up. Wen Shiyan's words seemed to stab him in the heart. Qiao Le paused for a few seconds before moaning louder.

"Use as hard as you like."

Wen Shiyan became even crazier when he heard it. Such Qiao Le disgusted and sank him.

Wen Shiyan finished it after doing it twice. He went to the closet to get his clothes and went into the bathroom in the cubicle.

"Put on fresh sheets in the closet, then go downstairs to the bathroom to wash yourself, and wait for me in the living room when you're done."

Qiao Le listened to the sound of water in the bathroom and sat up. Pain came from the back of his body. Qiao Le picked up the crumpled bathrobe and wrapped it around his body. The dirty marks on the bed sheet made him shy and embarrassed, and he blushed. I put away the sheets and put on new ones, and I just gritted my teeth and endured the pain in the different place.

Qiao Le was glad that Wen Shiyan was wearing a condom. He didn't spend too much time in the shower. After washing, he changed into the clothes he was wearing before and sat quietly in the living room.

Wen Shiyan came downstairs after half an hour, still holding a file bag in his hand.

"Can you cook?"

Wen Shiyan asked.

"meeting."

"Go to the kitchen to cook first, just keep it simple."

Qiao Le nodded, now it's time for dinner, Wen Shiyan will of course be hungry after another exhaustion just now.

Qiao Le only ordered some noodles, which were very homely and very ordinary in appearance. He didn't even add much salt because of his bland taste. Wen Shiyan didn't comment on anything, and finished a big bowl in a muffled voice.

"I'll do the dishes later."

Wen Shiyan threw the file bag in front of Qiao Le, and said in an orderly tone: "Here is [-] yuan, replace your mobile phone and card, and use the rest to buy groceries and for yourself. If you don't come back, you can just make breakfast and dinner."

"Ah."

"Also, quit your job in that bookstore, and you won't need to do other work if you become my lover."

"……understood."

"After washing the dishes, wash your hands several times. Don't let me smell the oily smell on your hands."

Looking at Wen Shiyan's voice upstairs, Qiao felt tired for a while.

This is his future life, a nanny who sleeps with him.